Loss – A New January – letras

Warm vibrations touch my earMisplaced meaning’s, crystal clearScreaming words like fingers takeTry hard to move the other wayTender bruises start to showHurting truth begins to growHe’d spit it out, then stop for daysAfraid to speak, consequences greatIf it wasn’t for you I could never knowWith one easy touchThe blood starts to flowYour leather never felt that soft beforePurple, black, blue, and brownColors match the ugly ground